#TFA » || We're not the same / but our spark beats in time. ||

[vindictiae]

" In a sky full of stars I think I saw you."

He hums softly, perched next to the Magnus on the cliff-side. Normally, he's not one for these touchy-feely moments- but he understands the need for companionship. That need to be with someone, even if it's not to interface. Even if it's just to mingle fields for a while.

No, Decepticons understand- perhaps a little too well, the results of touch-starvation.

So, it's why he's considering following the mech back. The way his shoulder-struts tremble at the stress, the lack of support he hears in the other's voice as it tries to sound confident. He finds himself squinting at his own subroutines, idly wondering how long it'd take him to completely overhaul his frame to fit in.

Thank the Unmaker that he's already shorter than most 'Cons.

"Dunno 'bout that, mech- but thinkin' the empty spaceport was good enough."

Claws idly tap the rock for a moment- staring upwards.

"Take me back with ya when ya go back. Pretty sure I can still blend in enough. An' that way you got someone at yer back that can tell mecha to frag off. Jus' tell 'em you managed to scrounge up an ex-Con or somethin'."

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